What you see here is Le Mans on a Thursday afternoon. Tea time with Group C cars, basically. And it will make you wish it was 1989 again... acid wash jeans and all.

Thanks to Audi, we have all sorts of plastic cards hanging in our necks granting access to more than most could dream of at the 24 Hours of Le Mans. Still, walking around the paddock wearing such advanced safety clothing as shorts and sunglasses while all the teams are preparing for qualifying and Group C cars are attacking the track is something that could only happen in Europe.

This is the best place on earth right now.

So, apparently, there are men out there who buy Group C Le Mans prototypes to race them in a historic series. That's good, because otherwise, young lucky bastards like Travis or me could never see a Mazda 787B going flat out in the main straight.

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The rumors are true, this is indeed the loudest fucking car in the world, and while it could only complete two laps yesterday, others managed to get much more out of their rides.